Page 195 of One Eye Open (The BlackWater)

“Alright Cole.”

“No safe word.” He said.

She winced slightly. Just for a second. “Fine. Do your worst but if I’m not enjoying it...”

“Oh you will be, that’s what all my focus will be on.”

She nodded. Getting to her feet, feeling like she’d just agreed to be his sex slave all of a sudden.

“I’m yours Cole. Do what you want.”

He growled in response and it felt like it reverberated through her.

“Come.” He said walking out of the dressing room and she knew exactly where he was headed.

She followed him through, feeling her heart racing with every god damn step she took. Jesus she was actually mad, she thought, mad to agree to this, mad to be essentially giving her body over to him, to completely submitting like this.

She stopped just inside the room watching as he moved about, collecting things, organising things, preparing for whatever the hell he’d no doubt be thinking of doing for god knows how long.

He looked at her, his face was hard, his usual smirk was gone. His eyes were darker than she’d ever seen and they made her gulp.

He walked up to her taking her arm and pulling her further into the room.

“No backing out Maddie.” He said and she nodded. Whatever this was, whatever he was going to do, she was going to take it all.

She saw his lips curl, just slightly, just a tad. Then he grabbed her top in his hands and ripped it off her. He yanked her jeans off next and only slowled to give her time to step out of them with her bad leg. He pulled her hips to him, ran his hands over her now exposed flesh, burying his face in her hair and breathing her in.

“Do you trust me?” He asked.

She nodded. “Yes.”

He pulled back meeting her gaze, his hand holding her jaw. “Say yes Master.”

“Yes Master.” She replied trying to ignore the perverse pleasure that word had on her.

He stepped back narrowing his eyes and undid his shirt, undid his chinos, tossing them aside before standing naked in front of her.

“Get on your knees Slave.” He said and she bit her lip, slowly, carefully doing it with her bad leg. He grabbed what looked like a strip of leather and walked back up to her.

She stifled the gasp as he yanked her head back and tied it around her neck so tight it felt like each breath was constricted, just a little, just enough.

“You’re mine Slave, isn’t that right?” He said and she nodded.

“Say it.” He growled.

“I’m yours.” She said, feeling as the collar restricted even her voice so that it was hard to properly speak. He walked away shaking his head, coming back with a tassel whip which he struck across her upper arm.

“Master.” He corrected her. “Don’t make me say it again.”

“Yes Master.” She said trying not to react. Fuck this was hot, Cole Black in total domination, she was pretty certain she was actually wetting her knickers as she knelt.

“Take off your underwear. Show your Master what he owns.”

She met his eyes as she reached around, unhooking her bra, letting her breasts fall free before slipping her knickers down and under each knee to get them off. He reached down, grabbing her breasts squeezing them gently at first before tightening his grip till she winced.

“Do you like your my touch Slave?”

“Yes Master.” She gasped and he laughed.

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